User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Riddle of the Lost Blade/@comment-3124101-20121119193609/@comment-1298206-20121121235946

''The party eventually makes its way out of the swamp without running into any toads. The corporal stops and turns to Freeta'' "Pull out the map, old gel."

''Freeta opens the map, her eyes searching for their location. Blanewick looks over her shoulder. Freeta brightens up and points to the party's location'' "We're not too far from the abbey, sah!"

''Blanewick looks at where she points and gives a smile of approval. He takes the map from her and rolls it up'' "Right then! We're not far now, chaps!"